Here Scott was, faced with a predicament of unfathomable horror. His parents, their faces aglow with terrifyingly gleeful smiles handed him two plane tickets to Florida. Now, you may be asking yourself, why is this so horrifying? Well, it was because Scott's parents were making him visit his seventy-six year old grandmother in her retirement home...OVER SPRING BREAK!
Now, Scott was twenty, a legal adult, so he didn't technically have to go, but he was also a twenty-year-old slacker who still lived with his parents, so he really had to if he wanted a place to stay. He wouldn't be going alone, though, his sister, Holly would be joining him. This made the situation much, much better.
Holly and Scott got along so well, it was like they shared the same brain. Holly was a deadbeat too, and like her brother, never went to college. They were party kids and often went out drinking and clubbing together. In fact, before this whole grandma thing happened, they were planning on a trip to Jamaica for Spring Break.
Scott's little sister was eighteen and ridiculously cute. If they weren't related, he'd be all over her. She was very short, not much over five feet, had straight blonde hair, full pink lips, and sparkling white teeth. She had plump, ample breasts and a round, shapely butt that she often flaunted when she wore her tight thong bikinis and short denim mini-skirts.
Scott worked out a lot, and was pretty well-built. He had messy brown hair and plain brown eyes, nothing special. He didn't have much trouble with the ladies, but he got bored easily when it came to dating them. It looked like he wouldn't be dating anyone for the next ten days, though.
The flight to Florida was sad and very boring. Holly and Scott both knew that they were in for the worst Spring Break ever.
The first day at Grandma's didn't turn out too bad. The condominium had recently installed a pool, and Holly and Scott had fun swimming. Scott had more fun watching Holly run around in her tight swimsuit, though. He had to tread water in the deep end to hide his erection.
It was that night that the siblings planned their escape. They decided that they would try and hitchhike to South Beach, Miami, and they would leave tonight. So, in the darkness, they crept out of their rooms, gathered their bags and left quietly. Grandma wouldn't even notice; she was blind and deaf and didn't even know what was going on half the time. Her assistant would be by the following morning to help her, so they weren't worried.
Scott figured that no one would help them get to Miami without something in return. They only had limited money, to get them back home. After Holly suggested a massage from her in exchange for a ride, several cars started slowing down to read their sign. Finally, an old Toyota came to a stop in front of them. A creepy, nerdy looking fellow rolled down his window. He stared up at Scott, and then at Holly, who was smiling seductively. He swallowed once and then spoke.
"I'll take you anywhere you want to go if I can get a blowjob in return."
Scott glanced at Holly who was frowning.
"Holly, you don't have to do this..."
She shook her head.
"No, I'll do it. Come on; get the bags."
Scott loaded their luggage into the trunk and climbed in the backseat. Holly got in the passenger's side and pulled her hair back in a ponytail. She sighed and watched as the guy hastily unzipped his pants and pulled down his underwear. A shriveled, little penis stared back at her. She eyed it suspiciously, as though it would spring up and poke her in the eye, but it never did. The man was breathing heavily.
"Do you spit or do you swallow, little girl?"
"I swallow..."
He grinned nastily.
"Okay, as soon as you swallow, we can go to Miami."
